Quadruple split.

Chapter 83 The Two Heroes of the Empire
The atmosphere of the reception reached a climax after His Majesty finished the meal. Many nobles began to dance on the dance floor temporarily cleared by the waiters, while the rest took their seats on both sides of the hall. After all, the so-called 'business' can never be discussed, and those complicated exchange of interests are not suitable for chatting too much on this occasion~
Mo and Ji Xiaodao were still sitting in their previous positions. During this period, no young man came to invite any of them to dance together. Obviously, what Duke Garros had said before was quite weighty.

The Grand Duke was still staying by William's side at this time, and the nobles of low status had already dispersed, leaving only a few confidants of the emperor and a few powerful nobles. Although they were talking and laughing, a few The expression of people at this time is not easy. Most people are paying attention to that direction consciously or unintentionally. No one will really believe that this banquet is just a whim, everyone is watching and waiting...

But Mo didn't pay attention to it, he just leaned on the seat lazily and shook the bright red wine in his hand, looking indifferent to anything.

In fact, he really doesn't need to care, because Garros will soon relay the content of the current discussion to himself, and he can roughly guess what those people are currently discussing, it is not The reason why Mo came here for the banquet tonight...

He was just here to wait for someone, for two people.

A man who needs to be killed, and a fitting executor.

……

ten minutes later
"Be quiet, ladies and gentlemen." The court mage beside William smiled and said through a little magic with amplifying: "Our majesty has something to say."

coming!

All the people present looked solemn at the same time, the hall that was full of laughter and laughter fell silent in an instant, and everyone made a gesture of listening intently.

"I'm sorry to interrupt everyone at this time~" The approachable emperor raised his glass and smiled, then blinked in a certain direction in the hall: "Especially little Polk, I think you should be able to put Emma right away. Miss made an appointment to go to the back garden."

A certain young earl heir immediately stood up and leaned slightly towards William: "Thank you very much, my Majesty, with your words, I feel that I have succeeded more than half~"

A noble girl sitting beside him covered her face with a small folding fan and turned her head away shyly.

There was a sound of good-natured laughter all around.

"Come on, young man." William gave him a thumbs up, then stood up and toasted the crowd: "Let's toast to Chauvin."

"For Chauvin!" Everyone stood up straight, repeated with a smile, and then drank the wine in the cup.

William nodded, slowly sat back on his seat, then took out a pearl of excellent quality from his pocket, and suddenly asked, "Do you know where this pearl comes from?"

The smiles on many people's faces disappeared. If this question was put a week ago, few people may have guessed it. After all, there are at least a dozen places where the Chauvin Empire can produce pearls, but at this time. At this moment, there should be only one possible answer...

No one spoke, and most of them bowed their heads, their faces smeared with grief that was either true or false.

After a few seconds, a somewhat unfamiliar voice broke the silence.

"Condensed color beads." The masked new baron said softly: "One of the most famous specialties of Banther City, the whole body is pure white. After special treatment, it can preserve at least five colors, and it has a certain element conduction ability. It is a good choice whether it is for viewing or as a material for a primary magic scroll."

Everyone present was in an uproar. No one was unaware of the Banser City massacre that happened not long ago, and no one was naive enough to think that the pearl in His Majesty's hand might have come from somewhere else, but almost no one knew what the pearl was called. , what's the use, what can I do...

This sinner knows it!

Not only did he know, but he dared to say it when he didn't know His Majesty's intentions.

"That's right, the colored beads of Banther City, since I became the emperor, the colored beads exported to the major Mage Guilds and the Northern Continent can bring at least three million gold coins to the empire every year, but now, Banther The city no longer exists." William sighed deeply, then looked at the young man in the corner: "Sin Lord?"

Mo nodded slightly.

"Do you know Ning Caizhu very well?" William asked him with interest: "Although there are not many people who know this knowledge, most of them are businessmen or professionals."

Several giants shrank their necks subconsciously. They really didn't know that much. At best, they only knew how much one piece was worth.

"I didn't know about it before, Your Majesty..." A wry smile appeared at the corner of Mo's mouth: "I just accidentally wrote it down during the investigation in Banther City. Although it didn't help the investigation progress, I still I hope I can remember the once prosperous and beautiful city from various angles.”

The heartfelt sadness in his tone touched many people who didn't care much about the Banser City massacre, and even felt a little ashamed...

"Dear Bart, you must have been indulging in the research and exploration of magic for too long, your head is a little stiff, and you even gave him the baron." William raised his eyebrows at the Grand Duke of Garros beside him, then turned around. The head took a deep look at Mo, and smiled: "At least the word hereditary should be added."

Mo calmly bowed to the emperor in front of him: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

This attitude of honor and disgrace also moved others. Maybe a small hereditary baron is nothing in the eyes of most people, but for a new noble whose ancestors have made mistakes, 'hereditary baron' is nothing. 'The weight of these two words is definitely not heavy.

If the baron is the equivalent of a three-bedroom, one-bedroom apartment that you rent, then when hereditary is added to the front, the house is completely yours.

It seems that the difference in treatment is not big, but the meaning is already a completely different thing.

"I believe that the tragedy in Banther City is not a natural disaster." William turned his head and said to everyone in a deep voice after Mo sat back again: "The Chauvin Empire has never done anything angered by the gods, and everyone must take this matter seriously. Take it seriously, the lives of the [-] people of the Empire are no child's play. I must investigate them thoroughly. Master Farah's opinion is the same. You must not hold a child's play mentality that has nothing to do with yourself. The unknown darkness is coming. , we must be ready!"

The middle-aged man, who was like a businessman rather than an emperor most of the time, stood up, his face full of awe, and said solemnly: "The investigation team is temporarily evacuated from Banther City, and from now on, including Wang Du, is here. All the cities in the city are under martial law, and all foreign trade operations are temporarily suspended. The losses of the merchants during this period are borne by the empire, and the Grand Duke of Garros..."

"Yes!" Duke Garros stood up in awe.

"Let all of Tyr's people withdraw, assemble your Hurricane Mage group, and wait for the news of Master Farah."

"Yes!"

"Grand Duke Fossey."

"exist!"

"Notify Kaguya Sect that we need the support of more high-ranking clerics."

"Yes!"

"President Arthur."

"In the!"

"Inform all large-scale chambers of commerce and financial groups that I don't want to see a chaotic market and price gouging during the martial law period. No one should think about making small calculations. You must know that your emperor is also a shrewd businessman."

"must!"

"Then..." William frowned slightly and looked at the position on his left.

A gust of wind blows.

"Sorry, I'm late." A tall old knight appeared in the center of the hall. He was wearing a set of thick and exquisite black armor, and a dark gold sword was embroidered on the wide black cloak behind him. Bai was still in high spirits, only to see him kneeling on one knee in front of William, and said solemnly: "The Knights of the Tsar's Sword have been reorganized and can set off at any time."

Mo Yuan's drooping eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally waited for the person in front of him.

The head of the Knights of the Tsar's Sword and the Marshal of the Chauvin Empire - Gala Hartwaldstein!
He used to be a lowly orc refugee, but by chance, he was rescued by William's grandfather, the last emperor of the Chauvin Empire, and became a free man.

Later, Galahat joined the Knights of the Empire, and made a lot of merits in countless wars against pirates and enemy countries. Twenty years later, he has sat in the position of the head of the Knights.

Galahat was loyal and brave, and the old emperor trusted Galahat and made him the first marshal of Chauvin before his death, granting him the position of hereditary duke.

William could almost be said to have watched him grow up.

It can be said that in the Chauvin Empire, in addition to the emperor with the highest status, the second is the elder of the three dynasties and the mysterious and powerful protector of the country, Fala.

And the people William trusted most were also them.

Despite his advanced age, this high lord-level knight is still the absolute force of the empire, and Galahat and his knights are definitely one of the most unwilling to face the many forces in the southwest continent.

"Get up, Grandpa Galahat." William smiled affectionately: "I will feel more at ease when you come."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Galahat nodded angrily and stood up in a clanging sound: "I and the good boys in the Knights are ready."

William nodded: "I'm waiting for the news from Master Farah now. Our great astrologer seems to have noticed something. If possible, I hope you can act with him at that time and ensure your own safety as soon as possible. resolve this crisis."

"Okay." The tall old marshal smiled slightly: "I hope that old fellow Farah can figure this out. Your Tsar's Sword will always be fearless, as long as we know who the enemy is and where he is~"

A silver curtain of light suddenly appeared beside Galahat, and Farah, who had a tired face, came out with a wry smile, first bowed to William, and then glared at the old knight next to him: "I am the only one. I don't want to be called an 'old guy' by your old lion."

Everyone here is a little stunned. It is necessary to know that the guardian of the country and the grand marshal, a pair of imperial duo with a very high average age, have rarely appeared in public now. It can be seen how much His Majesty the Emperor is concerned about Banser City. Be attentive.

"The crystal on his chest..." Ji Xiaodao leaned into Mo's ear and whispered, "It's exactly the same as the one that shattered when you launched 'that' before."

The latter just nodded lightly and didn't say anything, and then smiled at Farah, who was just looking over here.

Farah also nodded at him, then turned to William and said: "Your Majesty, I foresee a terrifying dark force, this is not an alarmist, if possible, I hope that I can immediately lead people to Banther City with the marshal in three days. Great retrospective array."

"I have no problem." Galahal shrugged: "As long as your stuff is reliable."

Farah rolled his eyes at him, then continued to William: "I hope I can get some casting materials to deploy the Grand Retrospection and enchant the warriors. If possible, it is best to let the Duke of Garros and his Hurricane Mage go with us. , the Archduke was in charge of the search group before, and the mage group allows me to speed up my spellcasting and fight the enemy when necessary."

"No problem, I explained it to Garros just now." William nodded and said, "As for the materials you need for spellcasting and the supplies and necessities of the Knights along the way, as long as you can buy them, it's not a problem."

Galahal sighed leisurely and muttered, "If your father, that stingy, had the same consciousness as you back then, how many years would our gang of sub-knights be able to live without breaking the tent?"

Although he was muttering, but the old knight's voice was really loud, a cough suddenly sounded in the hall, and everyone hung their heads in embarrassment or blinked their eyes and looked left and right.

"What are you coughing?" The Marshal glared at him: "Cut you up!"

Suddenly everyone didn't dare to make a sound...

You must know that if this person really starts, even a high-level magister of Garros' level will be beaten up. Except for Farah, there is absolutely no one in the entire empire who will be the opponent of this old knight. .

"If you can……"

At this moment, Lord Sin, who had been very present from the beginning to the end of the night, stood up.

"I hope to go to Banther City with Master Farah and His Excellency the Marshal." Mo Chong William saluted, and then lifted a corner of his mask, revealing a ray of skin shrouded in darkness: "I was cursed by that piece of The pollution of the land, and the first person to set foot there after the incident, should be able to help somewhat."

His smile is clean, his voice is gentle and sincere...

But the eye covered by the mask is full of endless evil and madness...

Very simple, very clean evil...

Very pure, very mild madness...

Chapter 80: Final
(End of this chapter)